Christa DelSorbo, Narrator

Speaking Life into Story

Speaking Life into Story

Queen of the one-eyebrow quirk, Christa DelSorbo auditioned for the role of Tarzan’s mom and has the photos to prove she ended up as the only cast member in a literal cast. These days, they keep her stuck in a box with a ball on a stick and only feed her when she reads another chapter of another fabulous book. She loves every minute. Or so they tell her. *eyebrow slowly raises *

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Mar 1

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Finally on Audible! I’m so excited!!!

Finally on Audible! I’m so excited!!! ...

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Feb 25

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Super excited! Saturday at 11am at the Christian Bookstore here in Greeneville, my amazing friend Chautona Havig and some of her fellow authors from Celebrate Lit will be here (alllll the way from California, Michigan, and lots of other faraway places!) for a book signing! For those who have heard about my latest adventures/new career in audiobook narration, THIS is the author I’ve told you about. I’ve narrated three of her books so far, and she’s been a dream to work with. If you’re anywhere near town, come by and say hi!

Super excited! Saturday at 11am at the Christian Bookstore here in Greeneville, my amazing friend Chautona Havig and some of her fellow authors from Celebrate Lit will be here (alllll the way from California, Michigan, and lots of other faraway places!) for a book signing!

For those who have heard about my latest adventures/new career in audiobook narration, THIS is the author I’ve told you about. I’ve narrated three of her books so far, and she’s been a dream to work with.

If you’re anywhere near town, come by and say hi! ...

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May 9

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Well, we threatened to have you parade in the yard in a bathrobe with cardboard on your head while we sang Pomp & Circumstance but eventually decided against it. Today didn’t turn out quite as planned, but as always, you have embraced the weird and finished exceptionally well. We are beyond proud of you, Carter, and we can’t wait to see what’s next! #tusculumuniversity #classof2020

Well, we threatened to have you parade in the yard in a bathrobe with cardboard on your head while we sang Pomp & Circumstance but eventually decided against it. Today didn’t turn out quite as planned, but as always, you have embraced the weird and finished exceptionally well. We are beyond proud of you, Carter, and we can’t wait to see what’s next! #tusculumuniversity #classof2020 ...

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Apr 19

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19 on the 19th during COVID-19 has to mean something, right?!? HAPPY BIRTHDAY to this incredible young man, the one who can charm the grumpiest strangers, captivate audiences, and soothe screaming babies. Carter, you continue to amaze us with your empathy and humor. God is doing mighty things in you and through you! We love you!💜

19 on the 19th during COVID-19 has to mean something, right?!? HAPPY BIRTHDAY to this incredible young man, the one who can charm the grumpiest strangers, captivate audiences, and soothe screaming babies. Carter, you continue to amaze us with your empathy and humor. God is doing mighty things in you and through you!
We love you!💜 ...

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Mar 1

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Finally on Audible! I’m so excited!!!

Finally on Audible! I’m so excited!!! ...

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Feb 25

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Super excited! Saturday at 11am at the Christian Bookstore here in Greeneville, my amazing friend Chautona Havig and some of her fellow authors from Celebrate Lit will be here (alllll the way from California, Michigan, and lots of other faraway places!) for a book signing! For those who have heard about my latest adventures/new career in audiobook narration, THIS is the author I’ve told you about. I’ve narrated three of her books so far, and she’s been a dream to work with. If you’re anywhere near town, come by and say hi!

Super excited! Saturday at 11am at the Christian Bookstore here in Greeneville, my amazing friend Chautona Havig and some of her fellow authors from Celebrate Lit will be here (alllll the way from California, Michigan, and lots of other faraway places!) for a book signing!

For those who have heard about my latest adventures/new career in audiobook narration, THIS is the author I’ve told you about. I’ve narrated three of her books so far, and she’s been a dream to work with.

If you’re anywhere near town, come by and say hi! ...

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May 9

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Well, we threatened to have you parade in the yard in a bathrobe with cardboard on your head while we sang Pomp & Circumstance but eventually decided against it. Today didn’t turn out quite as planned, but as always, you have embraced the weird and finished exceptionally well. We are beyond proud of you, Carter, and we can’t wait to see what’s next! #tusculumuniversity #classof2020

Well, we threatened to have you parade in the yard in a bathrobe with cardboard on your head while we sang Pomp & Circumstance but eventually decided against it. Today didn’t turn out quite as planned, but as always, you have embraced the weird and finished exceptionally well. We are beyond proud of you, Carter, and we can’t wait to see what’s next! #tusculumuniversity #classof2020 ...

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Apr 19

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19 on the 19th during COVID-19 has to mean something, right?!? HAPPY BIRTHDAY to this incredible young man, the one who can charm the grumpiest strangers, captivate audiences, and soothe screaming babies. Carter, you continue to amaze us with your empathy and humor. God is doing mighty things in you and through you! We love you!💜

19 on the 19th during COVID-19 has to mean something, right?!? HAPPY BIRTHDAY to this incredible young man, the one who can charm the grumpiest strangers, captivate audiences, and soothe screaming babies. Carter, you continue to amaze us with your empathy and humor. God is doing mighty things in you and through you!
We love you!💜 ...

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Nov 19

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(Final Thoughts on Tarzan) When you spend your whole life dreaming of something and it beautifully comes to pass, it is a rare and amazing thing. Once it happens, there is a distinct moment in time when you’re left with a “What now?” deep in your soul. This is the best way I know to describe this season in my life. I’ve dreamed of and wanted many things in life, but none more consistently and fervently than to be a wife and mother. I do not take for granted the privilege afforded me to fulfill both of those roles. As difficult as the adventure of motherhood has been, I count the entire journey a blessing and a privilege. And while I am still the mother of two amazing young men, my role has shifted significantly. My “job description” has changed. In June of 2016, we said goodbye to our eldest son in a tent outside Doolittle Hall at the United States Air Force Academy. I wasn’t sure I would make it through those first weeks and months. I cried daily for nearly a year. When it came time to bid farewell to the youngest, I was filled with dread. Although he moved merely a mile and a half up the road, I knew the fabric of our family would never be the same. Carl and I were officially “empty nesters.” So what now? Enter Tarzan. Little did I know that being cast for this musical would give me a much-needed piece of the puzzle. I was able to pour a great deal of time and emotion into this role. As I worked through every scene from Tarzan’s infancy to his eventual launch as an adult, I had the opportunity to examine my own emotions and tease out the finer points. I suppose one could call it therapy in its own right. It was effective and cathartic. (Bonus points for the chance to work with incredible people and wear purple and sport the coolest hair and makeup a gorilla could ever want.) It was an indescribably extraordinary experience. So in the end, I am a better person because of Kala. There are always things to grieve. The key in the grief is finding the gifts and gratitude. Savor the memories and store them in your heart. Sing the lullaby, have the argument, kiss and make up. Keep moving. Swing on the rope, love well, laugh big. You’ll be in my heart, always.

(Final Thoughts on Tarzan)

When you spend your whole life dreaming of something and it beautifully comes to pass, it is a rare and amazing thing. Once it happens, there is a distinct moment in time when you’re left with a “What now?” deep in your soul. This is the best way I know to describe this season in my life.

I’ve dreamed of and wanted many things in life, but none more consistently and fervently than to be a wife and mother. I do not take for granted the privilege afforded me to fulfill both of those roles. As difficult as the adventure of motherhood has been, I count the entire journey a blessing and a privilege. And while I am still the mother of two amazing young men, my role has shifted significantly. My “job description” has changed.

In June of 2016, we said goodbye to our eldest son in a tent outside Doolittle Hall at the United States Air Force Academy. I wasn’t sure I would make it through those first weeks and months. I cried daily for nearly a year. When it came time to bid farewell to the youngest, I was filled with dread. Although he moved merely a mile and a half up the road, I knew the fabric of our family would never be the same. Carl and I were officially “empty nesters.” So what now?

Enter Tarzan. Little did I know that being cast for this musical would give me a much-needed piece of the puzzle. I was able to pour a great deal of time and emotion into this role. As I worked through every scene from Tarzan’s infancy to his eventual launch as an adult, I had the opportunity to examine my own emotions and tease out the finer points. I suppose one could call it therapy in its own right. It was effective and cathartic. (Bonus points for the chance to work with incredible people and wear purple and sport the coolest hair and makeup a gorilla could ever want.) It was an indescribably extraordinary experience.
So in the end, I am a better person because of Kala. There are always things to grieve. The key in the grief is finding the gifts and gratitude. Savor the memories and store them in your heart. Sing the lullaby, have the argument, kiss and make up. Keep moving. Swing on the rope, love well, laugh big. You’ll be in my heart, always. ...

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(Next-to-last Post-Tarzan Post) The solo. Never in my entire life have I sung a solo in front of an audience. I sang one really short verse at a high school function. I’ve done tons of duets (most of them with my amazingly talented brother), and I’ve sung by myself at a few weddings (but always in the background). I’m more than happy to sing low harmonies and be the back-up girl. The most terrifying part of this entire role was Kala’s first solo. This particular song is iconic. Even most folks who’ve never seen Disney’s Tarzan have heard this song in the popular realm. “You’ll Be in My Heart” is a beautiful song. In the show, it is a sweet lullaby. It is also in the very wrong place in my range. I learned there is this place in one’s vocal range called a “break,” the step between the chest voice and the head voice. (Never having had formal voice lessons, I also learned what those “voices” are, but that’s another discussion for another time.) This lullaby sits squarely in the middle of the break in my voice. And it terrified me. I rehearsed and fought and cried more tears than I’d like to admit. After one particularly rough rehearsal, I cried most of the way home. Sitting in my driveway stewing and praying, I heard the still, small voice in my head whisper, “This is not about you.” At that moment, the fierce anxiety gave way to a resigned peace. Yes, I would fight for every note of that solo and pray to not sound like a dying calf. Yes, I would probably squeak out a note or two. But it was not about me. My precious son had asked me to do this. So I would do it to the very best of my ability and show the audience the sacrificial love of a mother. THAT I knew I could do. Every performance started with the Prologue and then progressed to the lullaby. While I never “nailed” the lullaby, I focused on the pitch and emotion and threw myself into the song each and every time. I remembered what it felt like to soothe a crying infant, and I sang and whispered words of comfort. And I’ll admit I rejoiced and relaxed each time it ended. Every time Tarzan and I reprised the lullaby at the end of the show, my heart melted a little more, and I was immensely grateful for

(Next-to-last Post-Tarzan Post) The solo.

Never in my entire life have I sung a solo in front of an audience. I sang one really short verse at a high school function. I’ve done tons of duets (most of them with my amazingly talented brother), and I’ve sung by myself at a few weddings (but always in the background). I’m more than happy to sing low harmonies and be the back-up girl.
The most terrifying part of this entire role was Kala’s first solo. This particular song is iconic. Even most folks who’ve never seen Disney’s Tarzan have heard this song in the popular realm. “You’ll Be in My Heart” is a beautiful song. In the show, it is a sweet lullaby. It is also in the very wrong place in my range. I learned there is this place in one’s vocal range called a “break,” the step between the chest voice and the head voice. (Never having had formal voice lessons, I also learned what those “voices” are, but that’s another discussion for another time.) This lullaby sits squarely in the middle of the break in my voice. And it terrified me. I rehearsed and fought and cried more tears than I’d like to admit.
After one particularly rough rehearsal, I cried most of the way home. Sitting in my driveway stewing and praying, I heard the still, small voice in my head whisper, “This is not about you.” At that moment, the fierce anxiety gave way to a resigned peace. Yes, I would fight for every note of that solo and pray to not sound like a dying calf. Yes, I would probably squeak out a note or two. But it was not about me. My precious son had asked me to do this. So I would do it to the very best of my ability and show the audience the sacrificial love of a mother. THAT I knew I could do.
Every performance started with the Prologue and then progressed to the lullaby. While I never “nailed” the lullaby, I focused on the pitch and emotion and threw myself into the song each and every time. I remembered what it felt like to soothe a crying infant, and I sang and whispered words of comfort. And I’ll admit I rejoiced and relaxed each time it ended.
Every time Tarzan and I reprised the lullaby at the end of the show, my heart melted a little more, and I was immensely grateful for ...